I Have No Intention Of Training The Male Leads - Chapter 6 Part 7

06. Curiosity Kills the Cat (7)

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He thought he was done being surprised, but he was wrong. The brush that had been tormenting him for what seemed like an eternity began to tickle him again.

The slimy, drug-soaked bristles sifted through the depression behind the shaft. Then it moved behind it to graze his perineum, where it paused for a moment before returning to tickle the deeper part further down.

The ointment was smeared across his entire bottom. Eve rubbed the tight flesh around the back cave thoroughly, then turned the brush around and smeared the ointment all over the handle.

The sharp sound of metal meshing filled the room as Callisto twisted his back and flailed his legs.

Eve, who seemed to be unconcerned with his reaction, slowly placed the tip of the thin brush against the tiny opening between Callisto’s round ass cheeks.

“No! Hah, stop, stop, please, ah, please, ah, ah……! ah!”

Callisto squealed and struggled at the unfamiliar sensation of a foreign object penetrating into a part he’d only been exporting into his entire life, but the hard bristles pushed steadily in despite his protests.

Every stroke of the brush, with its convex protrusions that was used to prevent her hand from slipping through, scraped against the tightly closed entrance and sensitive inner-wall. It wasn’t thick, so it only took a short amount of time before half the brush was already buried inside Callisto’s body.

Eve immediately began to twirl and turn the brush to stimulate the linings.

“Ahhhh— I don’t want to! Ah! Stop that.. It…!”

“You have a talent for eating from behind you, Callisto. I see that you’re still standing up straight with this thing shoved up your ass.”

“No way, That’s ridiculous…! Turn it around, ahh! I don’t like it!”

“See, isn’t it weird in here?”

Callisto felt a tingling sensation creeping up his spine. It was like electricity was shooting up behind him from all directions. It had entered relentlessly, nudged and poked and teased a spot in the front of his stomach.

“Aaahh– Please! Wait!”

Callisto bit his lip to stifle the groan that threatened to escape as the violent pleasure was forced into his brain. An unwanted, pitiful sob threatened to slip down his throat. Callisto’s p–nis was now completely up against his stomach, dripping with clear and transparent fluid, and it moved of its own accord. It was flinching and wincing whenever it was pressed against any part of his insides.

The excruciating pleasure of the ensuing friction pulsed through Callisto’s brain. Callisto was so excited that all he wanted was to throw away the thing that was blocking his front, so he could squeeze and rub his hardening c–ck, then he could spit out the lingering arousal against his stomach.

If it weren’t for the restraints on his wrists, he might have lost his mind and jerked off in front of her already. His lips parted eventually. Callisto howled like a beast as he fell into the ravine of pleasure.

His hips jerked and bucked as he thrust into the air. It continued to bounce repeatedly on the sheets.

Eve stared down at Callisto’s carnal gyrations with a numb gaze. Despite the emotionless gaze, like she was looking at an inanimate object, her voice was very sweet.

“You want to get fucked?”

“Ah, Yes, Hah…! Please! Oh, this! No, I don’t want to!”

“No? You don’t want to?”

“Hmph, ahh…! I’m going to die, I’m going to die, ahh! I hate…!”

The brush stopped abruptly. Pleasure was pooling in front of him, as all the stimulation suddenly disappeared, Callisto’s hips bucked involuntarily, clamping down hard on what was inside him.

“Ahhh…”

“What do you mean? You said you don’t want to… I can’t help it. If you don’t like it, then I’d stop. Just call me again if you need… Help. After all, forcing someone to do something they don’t like isn’t really my thing.”

Callisto’s ears picked up the sound of sneakers hitting the floor as Eve disappeared in the other direction. The flurry of activity and warmth around him quickly dissipated, replaced by a deafening silence.

The only remaining sounds in the silence were the throbbing pulse and his ragged breathing.

The rush of pleasure lingered and tormented him..

It was tickling every inch of his body, especially the tiny bumps on his chest, his p–nis, and the insides of his ass. Callisto’s body began to gradually contort of its own accord. His thighs kept quivering, and his ass was clenching and wincing unnecessarily.

Callisto nibbled on his lip again. He was trying to press down hard on his desire.

He thought that If he didn’t respond, she would eventually get tired of it soon. She might think that it was no fun and let him go. Callisto tried to think about it calmly, but his body kept doing the opposite. It kept begging for more stimulation.

In fact, it wanted someone to touch it, rub it, tease it, all over its back and its front.

His neglected body twitched and trembled impatiently. He thought he was holding it together, but a sweet moan escaped Callisto’s throat that he didn’t even realize he was making.

Eve watched his reaction closely from a few steps away. It wasn’t long before Callisto’s mouth fell open.

“Hey, Evelyn… Please….. Now, no more…”

“Please?”

“Ah, hic…. I…. How can I…. Do something…….”

Eve slowly walked over and sat down on the bed, her ass hanging over the edge. Callisto, noticing her sudden closeness, clenched his fists and spoke.

“I’m going to do what you want me to do, and I’m going to give you this…. This…. ah…….”

“For cheap?”

Callisto’s lips pursed at Eve’s blatant words, and he gave a small nod. Eve slid a little further into the bed and pulled the long cloth off Callisto’s eyes. His face, covered in tears, was finally bared open.

His pink eyelashes, which matched the color of his hair, fluttered and lifted, and he looked up at Eve, his purple eyes glistening with tears.

In Eve’s hand was a small orb. With all of her natural mana locked up, it couldn’t record long periods of time, but for short periods of time, the built-in spirit stones were sufficient enough. The tiny light of the image sphere silently watched Callisto’s plaque.

“You want to squeeze your c–ck and c–m?”

“Ugh, ha…….”

“Hurry up. Answer me well and I’ll take that thing that’s blocking in front of you off. Weren’t you begging me earlier because you want to stop pressing down your c–ck that’s about to c–m?”

“Hmph…… I want to c–m, I want to c–m…….”

“Where do you want me to touch you?”

“Well, there…. before…”

“What did you say? Where?”

“Ah……. Uh……. Come on, the c–ck…….”

“Say this, Callisto’s c–ck, please touch, I beg you nya~.”

(T/N: Eve wanted Callisto to say it the cutest possible and added a cute sound at the end so I decided to use ‘Nya~’ cough* since Alberic’s a dog, Callisto’s a cat.)

“Ugh, hah….”

The obscene words pierced his ears. Suddenly, he felt a pang of regret, and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes again.

Callisto’s eyes flickered between Eve’s urgent face and the red glow emanating from the odd-looking machine, and he squeezed his eyes shut, repeating her words in a hoarse voice.

“Ca–Callisto’s… C–c–ck…… please touch… Nnn.”

“I can’t hear you.”

“Ugh……. Callisto c–ck, please touch….I- I beg you.. n-nya!”

He raised his voice in a sound of concession, and a giggling Eve ended the recording of the video sphere.

The image recording tool was another of Octavia’s inventions. It was a device that allowed her to capture any scene she wanted at any time using the power of the magic stones.

It mimicked the function of a camera in that when you try to play it back, you can see a vivid high-definition recording screen showing images as if it were actually moving alive.

It was an item that was ripped off with just a bundle of money. She found it from a pile of scrap being covered with dust. When she saw it, she thought she might be able to use it in the future, and she wasn’t wrong.

Eve marveled at her foresight, tucking the image recording tool into her coat pocket and slipping her hand in between Callisto’s legs. Now that she had what she wanted, she couldn’t wait to get rid of it.

With her left hand, she gripped and rubbed the hard and tightly stretched shaft, and with her right hand, she took out the amethyst head of the silver needle that was blocking Callisto’s front and began to piston it. She pulled it out and then pushed it back in.

“Ah! Ugh, ha! c–ck, wait! Ah! It’s so… Ah……!”

“Do you like it so much?”

“Hmph, ha! Ah, ah, ah, it’s weird… Please, Evelyn!”

A wave of ejac–late washed over her hand with each spit, but it didn’t come all the way out, so she felt like it was still hanging near his shaft.

Callisto’s mouth hung open and he gasped for air. He didn’t even seem to have the willpower to stop himself from moaning now.

“Ahhhhh! Stop, ah! Please, uh…!”

“Well… What should I do..”

“Please, anything, I’ll do anything, ahhh….!”

Eve giggled out loud at Callisto’s desperate voice as he lay down submissively on his stomach.

He was completely defeated now, so she slowly withdrew the slender silver needle, twirling it around and around.

Intense painful pleasure coursed down Callisto’s spine, and his mind was filled with nothing but desire for the injection.

“Ahhhh! Ahhh, Eve, I think…! Ah…!”

Eve twirled the brush that stuck out like a tail on Callisto’s ass back and forth. She also simultaneously squeezed and wiggled his hard c–ck. –

The pleasure that had already built up inside him exploded outward at the slightest stimulation. The muscles in his backside clenched, and his toes curled until they turned white.

It was then that the white fluid shot out of the head of Callisto’s p–nis, and because he was pressing it against his stomach, the forceful spurts of semen soaked Callisto’s belly and splashed across his chest and down his cheeks.

Even after he spat it out, a thick, white fluid still trickled from the tip of his c–ck, probably because he’d been holding himself back from ejac–lating for so long.

When Callisto had finished ejac–lating, he stared up at the ceiling in a daze, breathing heavily from his limp body.

Eve smiled at the pink-haired, well-molded, doll-like young man, whose face was languidly relaxed from his long agony, and released the restraints that held his hands and legs.

“Good job. You seemed to have a knack for being bullied, considering that you’ve been whimpering and saying that you dislike it.”

“You….”

“It was so good? Yeah, got it. You’re probably tired, get some rest.”

“Die…. Day….”

“You felt so good that you think that you can die?”

“… Ha.”

Squeezed to the point where he could barely lift a finger, Callisto whimpered again, his lips pursed as he glared at Eve, but soon he closed his eyes faintly and passed out. He looked very exhausted.

Eve studied Callisto’s face carefully. The adult version of Callisto’s face, which she’d seen a few times in game illustrations, hadn’t changed much in 3D.

His features were masculine in some ways, such as his straight nose and strong jawline, but oddly feminine in others, such as his long eyelashes and red, full lips, making it hard to tell his gender based on his face alone.

His fluffy pink hair looked like a white poodle’s fur had been dyed pink.

Eve stroked his soft hair a few times, like petting a puppy, and soon pulled out a few strands of his hair, one after another, relentlessly.

She needed more.

Callisto’s head was about to explode into a million pieces, but Eve decided to settle for what she had.

Eve gathered up the hair and tucked it out of sight in a corner of the cabinet.

She then checked her watch.

There was still work to be done.

After gathering up all the restraints and miscellaneous items she’d purchased from the “Cute” shop and putting them away, she immediately opened the window to ventilate the room.

As she felt the cool night air from outside enter the room, she heard the clinking and breaking of something in Octavia’s toolbox.

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